u/eauzr

hi everyone as the title implies i’m 21 F and i just recently developed a huge crush on a girl in my class
the problem is i come from a very religious arab family. i have no idea what to do with these feelings because everyday they occupy more space in my brain. my religious guilt is eating me alive it’s important to note that i’m not “that” religious per say but i can’t imagine pursuing this as it would put me in danger if anyone finds out.
i guess my question is how can i get over this?

the rich feasting upon the flesh of the poor
unlike the bedtime stories we’ve heard before
you clung to faith in humanity
till humanity snapped its spine for war
the kings saluting themselves
as they drown the weak and sell the unfortunate
beheading the youth,oh how fortunate
i’ve been losing sleep
but tell me to whom should i weep?
for power lies with the head of the sheep
and fur wearing, lines sniffing freaks
they toast to death, they sip on blood
while we scream just to be heard
freedom’s a con we’ve been told
but never allowed to believe

my flowers are well and alive
they don’t understand my lullabies
and my flowers aren’t aware of your demise
and maybe thats why
i envy their innocence
my flowers are full of life
unlike me
who hasn’t seen the light
and when my flowers bloom
i lose the delight
because they have to listen
to me mourn
for someone
who was never mine
now
my flowers they know
what grief feels like
and they’re starting to wilt
petal by petal
just like me

i wish i was in your orbit
but you keep drifting away
my Venus, my Mars, my Saturn
my sun, my stars, and moon
and soon
i will shine bright enough for you

eyes quite contradicting
my soul is manifesting
something bigger
than us two

my flowers are well and alive
they don’t understand my lullabies
and my flowers aren’t aware of your demise
and maybe thats why
i envy their innocence
my flowers are full of life
unlike me
who hasn’t seen the light
and when my flowers bloom
i lose the delight
because they have to listen
to me mourn
for someone
who was never mine
now
my flowers they know
what grief feels like
and they’re starting to wilt
petal by petal
just like me